I woke up this morning thinking of my grandfather.
A wonderful man who played a very important part in my life.
He passed away many years ago, but still lives in my heart everyday.
I was remembering an old tin box at my grandparents house.
It was full to the top with photographs, the lid held in place by a rubber band.
The pictures were black and white.
It is my grandfather in uniform, looking very young and dapper.
It was taken in Indonesia where he was stationed during the war.
It seemed fitting somehow to have that memory today.
I grew up in Canada so to me it is
Today I will remember that photograph.
A sea of red poppies pinned on lapels.
All those who have served their countries.